January 25th, 1990
Flight from DHA – LHR
Finally heading home after the most uneventful trip ever. Fortunately, my next trip is to New York, which is never dull.
Crew rest, thanks to the generous nature of our purser is two hours, which, on an eight-hour flight is considered ample. I have the worst period cramps that started this afternoon and don’t appear to be letting up. They’re so bad that I didn’t even grab any biscuits to munch behind the curtain, here on the TriStar, nor have I touched my tea. I know, shocking!
I wonder if I’ll see Jack during my days off.